Sixteen Months

Today our baby girl is sixteen months old. I came downstairs this morning to find her yelling "baby!!" each time she saw a picture of Jack in his baby album. At sixteen months she loves to chase her brother, give Finley hugs, sleep with 5-7 deedees in her hand, and swim in the bathtub. She is a joy and a challenge- all wrapped up together. As much as we love the 10th of the month because it means she's another month older; it also means another month has gone by without Bampa. Those two would have been thick as thieves, let me just tell you! We miss him very much.